trifolium
IPA: traɪfoʊɫiʌm
noun
- (botany) Any of the genus Trifolium of clovers and trefoils.
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Examples of "trifolium" in Sentences
- Diving hap-hazard into his book, Thorny demanded a "trifolium pratense."
- White clover, trifolium repens, is a must for anyone wishing to make contact with the fairies.
- One sometimes sees on a hillside a ploughed field of red earth which at a distance might easily be taken for a field of blossoming trifolium.
- _Schabecyge_ or _Chapsigre_ cheese (made in the canton of Glarus) and found that the principal ingredient which gives it so strong a perfume is the _trifolium odoratum_, or _meliot odorant_.
- Next the idea occurred to me of buying all the colours used in painting, and tinting as many pieces of paper a separate hue, and so comparing these with petals, and wings, and grass, and trifolium.
- Yes, she had been standing in this very spot, the table here upon her left, that chair upon her right, that trifolium in the pattern of the carpet under her feet, when Harry Luttrell had taken her in his arms.
- The useful products of the field are themselves beautiful; the sainfoin, the blue lucerne, the blood-red trifolium, the clear yellow of the mustard, give more definite colours, and all these are the merely useful, and, in that sense, the plainest of growths.
- There to this day it lies where it fell -- a mantle of moist vivid green, powdered with silver and gold, embroidered with all floral hues; all reds from the faint blush on the petals of the briar-rose to the deep crimson of the red trifolium; and all yellows, and blues, and purples.
- I had a trifolium plant in my hand last night at the garden centre unsure whether to buy it or not – I convinced myself now that was quite hard! that it looked too much like a clover and put it down again….. but now after seeing its blooms here I think I might just find a spot for it.
- I like to watch the Belgian hares eating their trifolium or pea-pods or grass; graceful, gentle things they are, crowding about Mr. Heaven, and standing prettily, not greedily, on their hind legs, to reach for the clover, their delicate nostrils and whiskers all a-quiver with excitement.
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